powerful poem! Thank you!
brings this to mind (allied in spirit)
And the breath of God, through the Masters and saints,
brought the rains and the sun in due season.
And when floods came or drought,
they did not huddle in fear or curse the sky,
but looked into their hearts to find the sin
and adjusted their sacrifice to the laws of Nature and God.
(Francis Brabazon, STAY WITH GOD, p. 125)